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affection has an expiration date. becomes affliction, turns sour like 4 month old whole milk. love is always past due. thrown away fresh out the oven, now hogged during family dinner. take what can only be given. nothing can be given. only take. it expires.
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May 23, 2022
May 23, 2022 at 5:10 PM UTC
only time will tell.
affection has an expiration date. becomes affliction, turns sour like 4 month old whole milk. love is always past due. thrown away fresh out the oven, now hogged during family dinner. take what can only be given. nothing can be given. only take. it expires.
the whole honeymoon phase scares me because I know it has to end eventually. the world is a cruel place.
BetthiaMae
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May 23, 2022
May 23, 2022 at 5:10 PM UTC
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